Sit back, relax...

it's friday night.whats going on?

Im sitting here alone, with no plans, listening to elliot smith, on quite possibly the worst night for weather, and I was thinking about that 'one' . That girl. The one you used to love. The one that got away. ( that sounds pretty stupid and sappy, but nostalgia is a bitch.) Well... I couldnt stop thinking about her, all the good times we had, all the crazy stuff we did when we were younge. Highschool, the first car, the hangout spot, drinking beer, running around. No cares or concerns in the world.

Im feeling sad. sorry 12oz I had to vent. I typed up alot more stuff for this thread but erased it. Ah well.

Any good nostalgia stories? or you wanna just tell a random story? Or whatare you doing tonight?

:(

i'm considering getting a celtic frost cd, i mean, this is good stuff, really. but i think i'll wait untill next month, because i'm getting a game tomorrow or in the near future.

nostalgia eh?

i miss painting...

but i can't do it for about 2 months :(

Drink some beer.

poke some smot

"i wanna fuck.. drink beer, and smoke some shit"

I want ot paint sooo fucking bad, I swear I can feel it in myu veins, I dont know, its like a heart attack but for painting. That feeling you get when you first start painting and youu cant sleep or relax cause you need to paint, its bavk after 3 years. Like Im nervous.

Honesty like never before.

elliot smith makes me want to kill myself

Originally posted by Vanity

"i wanna fuck.. drink beer, and smoke some shit"

git,git,git,git,git on down...

never heard of elliot smith.

killing yourself is not the answer, killing others is better.

i want to paint too..and i would be.. if it wasn't for one very big deal

I sketch like shit in front of other writers/people/except direct family...anyone else"?

in front of others.. i pretty much deny writing... im not much of a sketcher though

scarub-earth is doomed

:krunk:

scarub-fact of the matter

yeah man, the last month all i think about is painting when I try to sleep, I have never had sleep troubles but my mind cant seem to stop sketching.

i hear your pain

Mystic Journeymen-"T.A.M.I.K.A."

i had lunch with the first serious girlfriend i had ever had today. we dated like 6 years ago. she broke up with her boyfriend last week. i found out that he was kind of abusive. he was controlling and would shove her around. she never told anyone. it pissed me off pretty good. i know theres worse going on out there, but this is my first experience hearing about something like this from someone i care about. i just wish i had been there when he had done something. pale scrawny ass rocker emo hipster douche vs pale scrawny ass non descript graff fool. hahaha, and i would have won that fight. 455 taught me how to knock busters out, hahaha.

but yeah, eating with this chick, that brought back memories of the easy days. aaaaaaaaah.

so yeah.. this chick is prime for the facila.. but if you actually care about her, i dunno.

cee lo-basshead jazz

:krunk:

I'm extremely drunk. wow. 2 40oz sidepockets 8.5% 6 shots then another sidepocket. Wow. shit.

Originally posted by 455

Drink some beer.

feeling much betta

Originally posted by Vanity

"i wanna fuck.. drink beer, and smoke some shit"

"I'm never gonna know you now but I'm gonna love you anyhow."

i havent done anything at all in about 3 months thinking about the girls gets me pretty fucked up to im glad im not the only one that has this problem the truth is thinking about the past is pointless! i wish i could listen to my own advice

I studied. I played computer games. And now I sleep.

And I'm listening to the whine of the fan in my computer case.

this topic just made me realize that instead of sitting on the computer until 600 am maybe i should do something constructive

side note:

i just watched a movie called conviction pretty good flick

man thinking about the old ex's is shit. i always end up wonderin if i should call and try to get back in with em. fuck it, gotta move on. but right now i gotta sto movin on and plant my ass on the pooper.

or you wanna just tell a random story? Or whatare you doing tonight?

Tonight i watches spike jones's dvd. And the documentary he made about these funny hick cowboy kids in houston who wanted to become bull riders. Its kind of ironic actually... as i watched these fools on tv, i remembered all of the stereotypes that i had of texas before i moved here. And how if i didnt know they were from texas and just came in and started watching the video i would think "yep, thats texas alright." Their the exception to the rule though however, and its strange. In january this will be the longest I have lived in any one place for over a year in ages. And coming from the west coast, moving to texas with no insight on what it was like at all, i realize how fucked up stereotypes can be.

Originally posted by kido

Im sitting here alone, with no plans, listening to elliot smith, on quite possibly the worst night for weather, and I was thinking about that 'one' . That girl. The one you used to love. The one that got away. ( that sounds pretty stupid and sappy, but nostalgia is a bitch.) Well... I couldnt stop thinking about her, all the good times we had, all the crazy stuff we did when we were younge. Highschool, the first car, the hangout spot, drinking beer, running around. No cares or concerns in the world.

 

i have one of those but it took place after high school. sad shit but oh well. listen to the pharcyde "other fish"